I was there. Game 7. 1987. Didn't know I was going till the day of. My buddy and I were given tickets. It was like the rapture after they won. Thought the Metrodome sign was gonna get trashed. 70 yr olds high fiving in the streets with 1000s of others. The thing I remembered most about that team was the grit. Hrbeck-like attitude. Along with guys wanting the ball on the hill. Guts enough to throw backwards in the count. Oh, and the studs, who were paid to be studs...showed up nightly!